I’ve never been this sad in my whole life so far.
tôi cô đơn như một cột đèn.
I’m your late night evening prostitute.
MURAKAMI POSTER COMPETITION
To celebrate the arrival of Haruki Murakami for Saturday’s London signing at Waterstone’s Piccadilly, we’re giving away ten beautiful posters for Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage.
To be in with a chance just Reblog this post and we’ll pick 10 lucky winners out of the hat.
The competition closes on Monday 1st September.
why do I have the feeling that a thousand years have passed and we’re just the ghosts of our-yester-selves? The way we talked, the way we laughed, the way we found joy in life, why does it have to be faded and gone? Why can’t I trace some warmth of our once existence?
the hollow inside, the fucking smiling, happy, satisfied face outside. I love making jokes, I love sarcasm. Isn’t myself the biggest joke I have ever made? Isn’t myself the biggest irony life has ever created?
- I do. I just don’t believe in people.